Read and interesting article in a magazine lately, written by a new friend Jay Red Horse. Looking forward to hunting with this man someday, because he represents many of the true americans that lived and hunted across this land for many generations. If I could have been born exactly 100 years before I was, I would have been right at home riding along side his ancestors at the Battle of the Little Big Horn.I had a horse that I could shoot from too, named BUCKSHOT. He was a fine quarter horse and could run like the wind.In practice I had taught him to let me rein him with my feet. I could ride him at full stride in chase after wild dogs that inhabited the woods around our farm, that would come in at times to kill or injure our livestock.I had practiced often my achery shooting from his back with the reins tied behind the saddle horn. He learned quickly what I was doing from his back and didn't seem to mind at all when I would shoot at an approaching target in practice. This was alot of fun. Riding full speed on a trusted friends back, my long coal black hair blowing to the rear in the wind. The sound of the string being released and the sound of my arrows making its own sound as they flew in the direction of the target at hand,caused me to drift back to a time when my own ancesters, the Creek Indians listened I'm sure to the same sounds that my ears were hearing with each shot fom Buckshots back.It all came to an end one day, when a thunderstorm came up. Buckshot and the mares that were with him had taken shelter under a pine tree rather than come into the barn, out of the weather. A bolt of lightning ran down the tree he was under and hit him between the eyes killing him stone dead. When I made the discovery I was heart broken as if I had lost a relative. In fact I had lost a part of our family, as is the case, all of our animals last name is Hill. Now that I am quite older, my wife who is part Cherokee, has decided that its time to civilize me, so she's cut off my long hair as it has now turned grey. But, I still string my bow and swing onto my back a quiver full of arrows and go for a ride. No I didn't get another horse to replace old Buckshot as that would be impossible. Instead me and old Polaris go for a ride, and I guess that will have to do for now.Jerry Hill.........
Topic: Horseback archery (Read 246 times)
